The End Of 2018

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I published 464 of my poems in 2018. There are more that remain unpublished.

This experience changed my mind about what it means to be an artist. This experience taught me that I am never out of ideas, that inspiration can come from anything and everywhere, that I am inherently creative, we are all inherently creative.

I began 2018 engaged. I ended 2018 with someone new. I wrote angry poems about him and what he did to me. I wrote poems of forgiveness. These poems document a year of love and abuse and healing and love again. I married myself. I wrote my vows.

I thought I would only be doing this for a year. I know now that I will never stop writing in this way. I have found a love like no other in this project and I will never leave it.

Please join me (or don't) and prepare for more, and better, poems in 2019.

You've gotta join me on my page!
At least take a look?

—Love, Lana

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